Hyde From Wednesday Novels & Stories

"If I break your arms, cut off your legs, and turn you into a cripple, do you think Grandpa will still force me to marry you?" "Oh? Is that what you're thinking?" My head suddenly tilted upward at an unnatural angle. My gaze swept lazily across the onlookers before settling on Jessica. I suddenly grinned. "Gorgeous lady." I cocked my head and gently licked my lips. "Why don't you give it a try?" The red glow in my pupils intensified. That was when one of her assistants stumbled down the stairs in a panic. "Ms. Gardner! T-That room is completely sealed with military-grade steel!"

She said, "Lena is notorious at the university now. No female werewolves with mates want to be near Lena. After all, a woman who goes around destroying others' relationships as mates is terrible." Annette smiled and said, "Not every mate is as useless as Kyle." Roxanne had not yet found her mate, so she was not yet deeply touched on the subject. Roxanne thought for a few seconds and asked, "Everyone knows that Fiona, the principal, is Kyle's mother. Fiona turned a cold face on such a good werewolf as you. How can she accept Lena? I remember Lena got a C in Fighting Class." "Fiona can't accept who I am. You know that I'm a Hybrid," Annette said and gave a wry smile. Then she continued, "Thoug

The thought of what Lady Gaga had said about me having three mates made my heart race even harder. Okay, I'll admit I'm going crazy as all these were too much to handle. Now I'm trapped here, all because a stupid Lycan beast wants a mate. I haven't even seen him, yet, his name 'Xavier' alone brings shivers down my spine. *** Next day, we were all brought out. We were shown into a sizable dining room and told to take seats based on our numbers. I scurried around the girls seated, looking for Hazel.

"Tell them the forge is closed." With a sudden, violent heave of his broad chest, he hurled the unvisored soldier sideways into the rising, frothing liquid brass-aether of the moat. The crimson-and-gold armor didn't sink; it dissolved instantly in the golden tide, the high-pressure gold-aether swallowing the man without a single bubble. The remaining two vanguard soldiers stopped dead on the iron footbridge, their blades lowering as their featureless visors tracked the massive, smoking silhouette of the Alpha standing between them and the Hybrid Queen.

window. Now 4 men stood outside the car staring straight at us. I couldn’t see their eyes because the light was too bright but I knew by their demeanor they were definitely waiting on something , maybe someone? Time seemed be moving slowly while those men stood outside on our driveway. Suddenly another dark car with blackout windows approached the car in our driveway. This time 6 more men got out in all black suits, one of them with a red vest on which made his red eyes glow even brighter. It was him, the Vampire King himself. The air was thick with the smell of death. Those bloodsuckers always smelled of death, him most of all. He walked past the other men but didn’t come too much closer t

Neo-Veridia. Sector 4. Outside Hale Tower. Monday. 9:00 AM. The rain in this city didn't wash things clean. It just made the grime slicker. Vesper Thorne stood on the sidewalk, looking up at the monolithic steel spire of Hale Corp. He was soaking wet. His black hair was plastered to his forehead, and his trench coat—the only thing he had managed to salvage from his previous life—was heavy with water.

Explosions echo in the background, illuminating the dark sky with bursts of destruction. My breathing quickens, and my chest feels as though a massive weight has been placed upon it. Then the camera shifts, and there he is. Drave. My half-brother, seated on the throne that should be mine, a triumphant smile plastered on his face. He wears my crown, adjusting it on his head as if testing how well it suits him. Pride and satisfaction radiate from him, every word of his speech a direct assault on my honor, on my rightful claim to rule Veridiana.

His hair was slicked back, but not overly so — the kind of effortless style that made people notice him twice. He was none other than Hardhik Yadav, better known in the underworld as MADWOLF — HY. One of the five pillars of Veyrix. A small smirk tugged at HY’s lips as he stopped in front of Avyaan. “So, the shadow king himself shows up. This must be serious.” Avyaan didn’t answer immediately. His gaze, dark and cold, locked with HY’s for a brief moment — two predators acknowledging each other in the same territory.

I groaned in frustration. I shut the book close and laid it on the nightstand, I pushed my hair back and laid down on the bed. I sighed deeply as things that happened today rushed to my mind. He’s a hybrid, How the hell am I going to deal with it? I thought while turning, God, I wish I could go back to my normal life! I sighed and closed my eyes. His red eyes flashed in front of my eyes, “Jesus,” I gasped while opening my eyes and sitting up, “What the hell,” I groaned in annoyance.

You can as well call me Joseph the fucking Dreamer. I squint my eyes looking at my twins and they seem human to me with their beautiful gray blue eyes in their tailored suit, plump pink lips, long lashes to die for, neatly shaved defined cheek bones. Gosh I just want to rip out their clothes and lick them, kiss them, fuck them... Girl get your head outta the gutters. Shit sorry. Now what the hell do they mean by that word hybrid and where have I heard that... 'Hybrid! Hybrid!! Hybrid!!! OMG they're like that movie I love watching. Think girl, think yes...Underworld.'